my brother.

i'm starting to rediscover my passion for writing. and i have my brother to thank for that.
recently, he's challenged me through compliments to write clever four-liner 'about me's'. and it's working. for the first time in a long time, i'm anxious to write. i'm anxious for people to read what i write. so thank you, michael. i needed that.

and today, i sat outside with some students, and we noticed butterflies migrating. (who knew butterflies migrated?). it was the coolest scene - there were dark, gloomy clouds over our heads, and about fifty butterflies flying past them. And I can't wait to write a poem about it.